Transactions – Bastian Karim, Sir Peter
I know I don’t have enough to cover what I owe Sir Peter for his company’s support. And I know it’s important to be uncompromising with those you want to keep in good graces.
Having so much money made them feel untouchable, but it was those who felt untouchable who craved my touch the most. I noticed the way these men looked at me when they discussed business, especially the transactions I was involved in. It sparked in me the same carnal desire for sexual release that seemed to ignite in their gaze.
It was something I could use to my advantage in this situation. They seem to enjoy demonstrating their power through the use of money, so naturally I understood that money was very important to them.
Sir Peter struck me as the “no nonsense” type of executive: there was a severity to his demeanor that exuded an air of authority. Based on the way he handled our business transactions, I could only imagine how he would handle our sexual exchange.
Not having the full amount in cash meant I had to fork over something else, a bonus added to the paycheck to smooth things over. I’m so used to being passed around by men of power that it’s become second nature to offer him my body as a bonus. I show him my naked body, feeling his gaze glued to me. A rush of heat courses through me when I hear him step out from behind his desk to stand closer. But as soon as he undoes his tie and cups his crotch, I know he’s accepted my offer. I hate to admit it, but there’s a strange thrill that comes from seeing that golden glow around his finger that tells me I might be seducing a married man. Someone who’s so focused on work that he’ll do anything to clear his head and get back to the drawing board. Even if that something is a submissive boy like me. He unbuttons his shirt to reveal his hairy chest, and I’m on my knees as I undo his belt buckle. Pulling down his pants, I watch as Sir Peter’s deliciously thick, uncut cock springs from his waistband and points toward my mouth. His hand comes behind my head as he asserts his dominance, wrapping my lips tightly around his hood and gagging as he thrusts it down my throat.
He wastes no time lining up that big cock against my hole as I present it to him in the armchair. Using only the saliva on his cock as lube, he thrusts deep inside me. His girth spreads my hole as I arch my back to handle his size, forcing moans and gasps of air from me. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of this line of work…
